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Abandoned Wife, Billionaire Revenge

Chapter 2 No.

Word Count: 1246    |    Released on: 09/12/2025

s an older model Lincoln Town Car,

ark suit got out from the driver's seat. He was older, with graying hai

said. His voice wa

ly, taking in the wedding dress, the torn hem, the

nger against the armrest o

tly smoothed into a blank mas

ll do it,

ian, then at the wheelchair. She had never helped a disabl

ow the techniqu

se, Jul

the brakes o

ed him again-sandalwood, expensive scotch, and something c

e said. "One

he

bone; it felt like lifting a statue. She grunted wit

ilize his weight so she wouldn't drop him. He gritted his teeth, letting out a strained groan that sounded lik

ckseat. Stella collapsed next to h

oor. The silence insid

reaking the silence as they merged onto the FDR Drive. "I assume you kn

ting a scri

sh. Henderson is paid directly by the Family Trust as a mandated 'caregiver'

d dress. She looked at his profile. He

on the apartment Bryce had likely stolen. "Well, I have so

t her. He raised an eye

lla said simply. "That'

Street. It was grand, with intricate ironwork on the balcon

s-the ones she had packed for her honeym

he hallway. It

case, the chandeliers, the sofas-everything was shrouded in white l

haunted house, S

small elevator tucked in the corner. "The guest ro

landing, the eerie shapes of covered furniture. A shiver ran down her spine.

an said. "I have... medical needs

a hand on the handle of his wheelchair

es me right now. I don't leave partners behind, and I'm

leather creaked. He didn't want her in his space. His bedroom was h

ing to a cruel whisper. "It's not... convenient

cheeks, but she didn't back down

rried you because you were the only person who did

dmitted reluctantly. "

'll respect your privacy. But I need t

d pushed him in

cked face. For the first time in

militarily neat. There was a large, hospital-grade bed with rails in the main

p, Julian lied quickly, pointing to

or me now,

vy velvet curtains open. Moonlight flooded the ro

closed, Julian said sharply. "I

h she found it odd. "Whate

ff the furniture in her section. Whoosh

s a tornado of energy in his dead zone. She was invading hi

tossed onto the bed, started b

reen. Then she held the power butt

grabbed a towel from the stack Henderson

en-suite bathroom

e sound of the water turning on.

the shower was running loud enoug

ands on the arm

terling

cking with relief. He walked silently to the window, his movemen

nting a spy in his house, but this stranger... she was dangerous. No

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Abandoned Wife, Billionaire Revenge
Abandoned Wife, Billionaire Revenge
“My husband promised me forever, but gave me endless lies. On our anniversary, I found his secrets on social media, exposed by his mistress. He didn't just break my heart; he broke my entire world. Seraphina sat alone in her opulent mansion, preparing their anniversary dinner, feeling the suffocating weight of her cold, hollow marriage. An Instagram post from Tiffany Sloan then brazenly revealed Harrison's hand at a romantic dinner, shattering his flimsy excuses and exposing his blatant infidelity. The betrayal turned Seraphina's despair into cold resolve. He gaslighted her, dismissed her pain, and reminded her she was "nothing." He chose his mistress over her dying brother, caused her to break an ankle, and finally abandoned her on a desolate street corner, stripped of dignity. How could she have sacrificed her entire violin career for a man who so casually discarded her? Under that bridge, her foolish love died, leaving only a fierce desire for reclamation. Shivering and alone, a faded flyer for a violin teacher caught her eye. It was a defiant whisper of her old self, a promise: Seraphina Vanderbilt was gone, and a new Seraphina was finally free.”